The end of the semester

I've been preoccupied with a lot of things, and since we're nearing the midterms, I have a lot more to be preoccupied with. I'll try to make it quick, or I won't be able to concentrate on studying again. My teachers seem to be conspiring to dump every piece of homework they have on the students before midterms. As if that's a good idea. I'll tell you about my classes and my teachers. Then you'll understand why I'm stressed.

1st period- Chemistry. Ever since last year in eighth grade, I've decided I'm not going to like science. That's mainly due to how poorly I did on the tests on Biology. Who needs to know that plants make food through the citric acid cycle? The most interesting thing we did that year was dissect fetal pigs. It was good, gross fun. Especially since we did it outdoors, on the picnic tables, in plain view of the sixth and seventh graders on their way to lunch. Some people wanted to try jump roping with the intestines. Thats kinda sick if you ask me (who does, anyway?) A bonus: whoever decides to eat on the picnic table after we were done risk getting unborn pig juice in their lunch. Back to this year. Here are only like, six other freshmen in my chem class, making me feel better. But not by much. I thought I was going to do well, and I actually liked my teacher at first. If you know my by now (had a blog for like, 3 years), I'm wrong. A lot. This is the worst class I have. Dread it every morning. Celebrate after getting through. My teacher doesn't seem to like me. I mean, how can you NOT like me? (For clarification and prevention of angry readers, that was a joke.

2nd period- English. My favorite class of the day! But not cuz of the grammar or sentence participles. I just like that class. My teacher is awesome! He wore a kilt a few weeks ago. And just yesterday, he wore these comically huge glasses while teaching. Lastly, for the past couple of weeks, he's been wearing reindeer antlers. They change color everyday, depending on his mood (not really). When asked where he got them, he replied, "They came with the head."

3rd period- World History. Starting to regret signing up for that one. The workload is intense, and my teacher's notes have NOTHING to do with what's on the test. And he always spend at least fifteen minutes during class telling jokes or talking about bears mauling infants (long story. You probably don't want to hear it). He's even worse than my US History teacher last year, and HE spent 15 minutes one time preaching to us and telling us how we're all gonna fail high school if we keep slacking off. To top it all off, I don't think he likes me that much either. I don't know why. What did I ever do in his class? I only ate my sandwich in there a few times.

4th period- Orchestra. Such a fun class. By the time you get to high school, you start getting serious about what you want to do and what classes you should take. That's why I like it. It weeds out the non serious players from the serious ones. Last year in orchestra class, we barely scraped through our concerts. The back section was always talking, putting on makeup, and texting each other behind the music stands.

Lunch. It's a period to me. It's my favorite nonacademic period.

5th period- Spanish. First, make sure you know the definition of trolling. If not, look it up now. Cuz that's what happened on the first day of school. I sat there, waiting. Looking around, my classmates were so quiet and expectant (HA. I miss those days. There is not a moment of silence in this class anymore). In walked the teacher. He began introducing himself, and told us what we would be doing and learning for the year. I assumed anyway. He said it all in Spanish. He mimed everything for us, holding out a sheet of paper and saying repeatedly, "Papel, papel." We took out paper, then he picked up a pencil and said, "Lápiz." Assuming that means pencil, we took one out. It went on and on, him picking up objects and naming them, and us guessing its meaning. Believe it or not, this actually went on for about 40 minutes. Halfway through that, I started to think joining this class was a bad idea. Maybe I could switch to sign language or something. Then, he suddenly said in perfect English, "Ah, see. You guys could understand me because you paid attention to what I did." He said more, but I didn't pay attention. I was too busy thinking about how we all just got trolled by our Spanish teacher. It was kinda funny.

6th period- Algebra II. Your year could be totally enjoyable, depending on your teachers. I seemed to have some bad luck this year. The upside to the class: grab a nap. As long as you get good grades, it's probably fine, right?

Hope you guys have an enjoyable break. I sure will after these tests are over. I'm going to take all of my exams this semester and exempt out of them ALL at the end of the year. Can't wait! :D Enjoy the winter before its over!